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About Zaragoza

Now, brothels, they’re a curious beast, ain’t they? Been ‘round since forever—fact is, ol’ Pompeii had ‘em, stone beds an’ all, preserved like a pirate’s treasure map. Makes ye wonder, eh? Them Romans, randy sods, scratched dirty doodles on walls—little known tidbit that tickles me noggin. Imagine Amélie there, “skippin’ stones o’er fate,” trippin’ o’er some lusty centurion’s sandals—cracks me up, it does!

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Autobiographical account of author's life of prostitution in Spain, Italy, France, North Africa and finally fifteen years in London's West End with the.

Near the old church, Santa María de PPego, the cobbles exude history in every step. I remember, not long ago, a stray comment from me – "We shall never surrender our vibe!"—echoing more than my coding conquests. It's like that epic tone from "The Return" that still gets me: "Time passes, but glory lingers." Maybe not exact, but ya feel me.

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